Twilight Fading
"your tearful lamenting, your swooning and crooning over the death of a musician who 'spoke your soul' is not what makes you 'goth'. it is your 'thoughts', within context, within reason.
Chapter 5: True Lies
Stone lamented under his breath. "the pain i felt had never really subsided and left me hating their kind. in turn i would bring them to understand what it felt like to know hurt and feel that sorrow which i have grown to know. i'd make them regret.
Logging In
"i guess there's no going back now," the youth lamented before pulling a jewel case out of the cardboard. with a little pop, the cover opened up, revealing its contents.
Reward
Could ever conceive of buying and they may bring joy and they may bring comfort they may bring smiles and laughter they may be genuine in there moment but in the end things will not bring you happiness because the blind man on his death bed does not lament
Dragon Haiku: Storms of Old
Screeching into towns gral the imposing could spray more lightning than this trifle of a storm homes floated away in the aftermath of oun the bringer of floods time makes memory fuzzy and so man gets complacent fearing simple rain they lament
A Mutual Arrangement
"hey," cael huffed, taking another deep breath as the afterglow lamentably receded. "you want to give me a number as well as your name?"
Moving On
lamenting, weeping, burying my pain in the dead of night...?" he sighed, lowering his head to see his pained reflection. "this... this is when it hurts the most. no one around. no one here.
26 Dark
Footsteps snapped you out of your lament. you shouted into the darkness, which made the footsteps stop. "do you trust me?" a soft, soprano voice asked. you nodded, without realizing you couldn't be seen by anything without dark vision.
The Lake
I heard the hoarse call of the blackbirds already starting their laments.
The Dark Fair, chapter 7: Good morning!
Kyle lamented. he could hear the crown outside starting to assemble.
Spyro - Hero
'i'll hold onto the wing's of the eagles, watch as we all fly a-' cut off before he could finish his lament of unimaginable sorrow, loneliness and hope, spyro the dragon was dead.
Chapter 10: The Power of the Golden Armor
Ben lamented. "it's because he got in the way," purple eyes said simply. "he made things easier for me, though. less riffraff to deal with." "where's papa?" nema asked. "ask mewtwo. it's the one who sent them elsewhere. now then...